Dream #11. (I think)

I'm sorry for not posting in a while. I got preoccupied. This is a dream I had a few days ago.

I was a sailor an a ship in the Navy. At first, I was just doing my job. I had to fix and maintain machinery under the ship. A huge storm hit us while I was under the ship. This wasn't unusual because storms and floods were common in this world. I was fixing a broken part when I suddenly blacked out. The captain of the ship woke me up and told me it was vital that the part get fixed. So I got back to work. The storm was still raging, but had instensified. The whole crew began to panic.

The ship was engulfed by waves and I jumped ship to avoid being injured. I blacked out again. When I woke up the next time, I was on a grassy hill with the captain. The valley around us was flooded, but at the top of the hill was a golden tree. It glowed in the rays of sunlight and butterflies that surrounded it. The captain said it was the Tree of Life. I didn't know if that was true or not.

He took two worms off the trunk of the tree, putting one in my hand and one in his own. The worm crawled under my skin before I could do anything. It never died or hurt me, just moved around a lot, which I got used to. The captain said we were immortal now and we parted ways. He went back to sea captianing and I retired to flooded land.

I went to a local inn, where I thought there were some people who could help me. They turned me away twice, saying they were full. I had to explain that I only wanted to talk, not stay there. Then they let me in. I sat at a wooden table with a young woman and a middle aged man. I explained what had happened to me. They said I had been tricked. I never found out exactly what they meant by that.

What Is Lucid Dreaming?

Lucid dreaming is when you are aware that you are dreaming. You know that your dream is not reality. From this point, some people are able to take control of their dreams. According to recent studies, anywhere between 1 in 8 and 1 in 5 people have lucid dreams. These people typically are critical thinkers and have more confidence.

You may think that knowing you are dreaming may make the dream less real, but it's quite the contrary. People who have lucid dreams are able to feel their dreams more in depth, as if they were actually there. However, they know they are in control.

As always, feel free to post any comments, questions, or concerns in the comment section.

Lucid Dream Post #1

This was the dream I had on the night of November 15, 2015. It developed into what is known as a lucid dream.

I was trying to get somewhere and deliver a message in a certain amount of time. The only road that led to where I was going was blocked, as a demolition team was about to destroy a large building on the road. I talked to the guy in charge and he said that he would be able to delay the construction 90 minutes. The road was made of mud and I was walking. So I accepted the 90 minutes challenge/ offer and I started walking up the road. To get to the other side of the road I had to parkour through the building. This was increasingly difficult because the building was falling apart as I was trying to navigate it. I managed to get all the way through before the 90 minutes was up, however, I came upon castle walls.  

I thought this dream was getting really boring, so I changed it while I was asleep. (Yes, I am able to control my dreams.)

I recreated the dream so that I was in a small room, talking to some people and drinking. We were drinking socially, not to get drunk.

*and then I woke up*

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Shooting Dream

This is the dream I had on the night of November 4, 2015.

I was in the parking garage of my college campus. I saw a student at gun point and I rushed to help him without thinking. There was one man holding a pistol to the other man's head, talking very angrily. So I rushed at the man with the gun and tackled him. He fell to the ground, along with me. The other guy ran to go get help. So I was left alone with the guy with a pistol. I started to get up and try to tackle the guy again, because it was the only thing I could think to do. But he was too fast. The shooter had already stood up straight and taken aim at me. By time I was standing and running at him again, he had aimed the gun at me, but this didn't stop me. I tacked him once more, but this time he was expecting it and only stumbled back a few steps. We were both still standing. Then he shot me in the torso, around my stomach. I fell backwards onto the ground as I saw help arrive. The shooter had been taken care of and no one else was hurt. 

As I lay on the ground, I could feel myself waver in and out, dizzy and between awake and asleep. A police officer and the person I saved were crouched over me and they looked very concerned. All I could mumble quietly was "I'm going to be fine" over and over again. And I really thought I was going to be fine, but I was dying. It was peaceful. It didn't hurt and I wasn't afraid. It was like falling asleep.

Playground and Execution Dreams Part 2

Firstly , I would like to say Happy Birthday,Bezzle!

I had two dreams last night. This is the execution dream.

This is the second dream I had on the night of October 27, 2015.

This dream was split into two parts in which I played different roles in the same event.

role 1: I was a civilian in the crowd. I was a working woman, though poor, and a very dedicated member of my country. I was in town square, where they were executing a man. I understood this man was an enemy military leader. So I clapped and cheered as he was killed in front of the crowd. I was elated that our enemy had been killed.

role 2: I was a soldier under the command of the general who was about to be executed. It was just before the execution was about to take place. My partner and I were crouched behind the stage. We were incognito, dressed as enemy soldiers so we wouldn't be recognized. Our mission was to save the general, even if it cost our lives and we were fully dedicated to our task. We had a sword in our hands and prepared to rescue the general. But for some reason, we didn't. We crouched behind the stage while he was executed and it wasn't pretty. The general was put in stocks and stood in the center of the stage. Two rows of archers were lined up in front of the stage. The king signaled for the  archers to shoot. The first row of archers shot regular arrows, which hit the general in the chest. I could have sworn the man was dead, but the next row fired anyway. The second row fired flaming arrows into his chest. All the while, the general did not even flinch. His dead body was bloody and burnt, and his chest was filled with holes. I felt sickened, disgusted, an terrified. Perhaps the reason we did not help or rescue the general was because my partner and I knew there was no hope. If we even tried we would die, and so would the general. The enemies outnumbered us. Instead, we were not discovered because we did not execute our plan and we remained in disguise.

comment: I think this kind of dream is very interesting and I've never had it before. I saw the same thing happen twice, but from two completely different view points.

Playground and Execution Dreams Part 1

Last night I had two separate dreams. This is the playground dream.

This is the first dream I had on the night on the night of October 27, 2015.

I discovered a huge playground. The part of it on the left was for children. The other part of the playground was much bigger and clearly made for adults. I instantly raced over to the bigger section and climbed the stairs to the top of the slides. As I looked behind me I realized there was a long line of people that had formed. I  hadn't   skipped in front of them,  but they had come behind me as soon as I began my ascent of the stairs. I didn't want to go on the biggest slide because it went upside down at one point and I wasn't sure if it was physically possible to go down that slide without falling off. so I wanted to go down the second biggest slide, which was right next to the biggest one. Everyone was in line behind me, except for this one guy. He had climbed the stairs either before me or right after me. He and I had an argument on the stairs, but I don't remember what it was about.

Tips To Dreaming Sweetly

Get one of these, a dream catcher. I personally believe that these work. I used to always have one next to my bed as a kid and dreamcatchers brought me comfort. It is said that night mares get caught in the web and die. The dream catcher gives you good dreams. When I was a kid, I even thought they helped me remember my good dreams.

The best way to stop night mares, however, is to use your brain. You are in control of your dreams and ultimately decide what happens. If you don't like your dream, then change it. Easier said than done, but keep it in mind.

The best way to remember your dreams is to keep a journal or think about them as you get ready in the morning.